In my past three winters in Chicago, I never once saw anything cancelled on account of snow or cold. My first year here, I remember anxiously wondering if I should go to class after a foot of snow fell overnight. After not hearing about any cancellations, I wrapped my face in a scarf and trudged out to Fisk Hall, half-expecting to run into people telling me that class was cancelled.
To my surprise, the kids who grew up in the Midwest were already in class, talking and pulling out their notebooks like it was no big deal. Others who, like me, had not grown up on the outskirts of civilization, were like "WTF IS GOING ON WHY ARE WE HERE." The Georgia girls looked particularly bewildered, but who could blame them? Why would you trade beautiful, peachy Atlanta for a city encrusted in snow and ice, and not in a good way?
After a while, I kind of got used to it. Walking and waiting at bus stops through foot after foot of snow and ice and wind and negative 20-degree days. Nothing was ever closed. Nothing was ever cancelled.
So it's with some trepidation to get an email saying that my office has been closed tomorrow due to the blizzard. Whoa. What?? That kind of scared me! I mean, seriously, how bad is it that offices decided to close tomorrow? Thankfully I took a page from my East Coast friends who went through that awful storm last week by deciding to work from home today instead of risking an hours-long commute home from the office. Best decision ever.
Stay warm, everyone! I'm going to go burrow under a blanket with some chocolate and a glass of wine. Can't wait to watch some White Collar tonight! Peter Burke and Neal Caffrey, omggg.
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